SAMUEL SHOLKOFF
The Greatest Magician


A homeless man with a wedding band sat next to me today,
I couldn't help but be myself and scooch two- or three inches away.
Pull out a notebook and give a swift look, we're the same, just watching life go,
But he has to live it and I can just give it a quick whiff, and then go home.
You have to wonder how you get that way: love lost, just straight dial tone,
A magician perhaps who performed his greatest trick and now he's all alone.

SAMUEL SHOLKOFF

This poem was selected for the 2012 Poetry in Public project, sponsored by the Iowa City Public Art Program. Poetry in Public displays poems by local writers of all ages in Iowa City buses, downtown kiosks, and select public buildings from April (National Poetry Month) through the fall.

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on June 22, 2012

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